unsent letter : one
Dear Anonymous,
You're probably never going to read this, because I'm not going to give it to you. I don't know why, but I'm writing this. It's become a daily routine, something that I'm just used to doing. Every night I would get a paper and pen, and write. It's become a part of my life.You have become a part of my life.
You wouldn't know that, though. You wouldn't know that my heart races whenever I think about you. Or how I think about you a lot, like more than I ever thought about someone. Yesterday at math class, I got yelled at by the teacher. Why? Because I was staring out the window, not paying attention, and thinking about you. About your letters. About how sad I felt without them.
I tried to convince myself that it's for the best, that you are a bad thing in my life and that I needed to get rid of you. But no. My heart is thinking about you. You were right, the heart wants what it wants.
So I guess I'll just be a crazy person who writes letters to an anonymous admirer. I'll tell you about my day and feelings and all the shit you wanted to know. But too bad you'll never get them.
Love, Kelly
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This is such a sad chapter, in my opinion. Prepare for a bit more of this kind of feeling in future chapters!
What do you think of this change? How do you feel about Kelly now? Things changed a lot since the beginning, haven't they?
Also, sorry for not updating yesterday! It completely slipped my mind.
See you next chapter,
Sage
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Short StoryWhen popular girl Kelly Anderson receives a letter from an anonymous admirer, she can't help but respond. *Trigger warning: depression and suicide [#17 in Anonymous] [#3 in Popular Girl]